So I am.
I find myself without a lot to say lately. Things have become pretty domesticated. For example, I got up a bit ago and kissed Joe goodbye (he went in late today). Then, almost immediately after Joe left, the dog threw up, so I cleaned up vomit. That does not a blog make. I need more David Shore stories or something. Who knew?
Well anyway. It's almost the weekend again. Joe had a four day last weekend, so that was lovely. He took me out on a surrender date - a date where I have no control, and he plans everything. Yeah, we saw the idea on Oprah. Joe even picked out my outfit (I looked good too). He took me to the fancy Chinese restaurant in town (liken it to Q's in CoMo), Chef Lee's, and then to see the movie Role Models. It was a lot of fun. He did a great job. AND, in researching for this date, he got a lot of ideas for others, so there will be more surprises to come. I think it's pretty awesome, and I'm glad he actually enjoys doing it. Makes me happy.
The rest of the weekend we just kinda hung out with the dog, grocery shopped, and chilled with our other couple. It was swell. Joe and I also scouted out for dining furniture. I took him to the home ware section of Macy's (no furniture, but lots of other fun stuff). Good lord. Joe enjoyed it more than I did. We first went into the little Christmas section (Joe loves Christmas), and then we looked at knives - he counted out the Hinkel men to find the best ones, then on to coffee makers where he only found one that trumped ours and made me look at all the features on it, then on to juicers/smoothie makers (cuz he thinks he could make a smoothie before work every morning), and a few other things. It was like I took him into a Gamestop. He was insane, bouncing from one thing to the next. It was pretty hilarious to watch.
So that was that. I should tell y'all some about where we live. Yes, children, Columbus, GA is glorious. Everyday something gets robbed, etc - usually a place of business. I've even seen cops in my neighborhood twice now, but I don't know why because the neighbors barely speak to each other. Also, one night at about 10 pm there was a knock at our door. I informed Joe that I would not be answering that, so he did. I was in the next room and could hear him saying "No one lives here by that name. Do you want to see my ID?" Yes, a bail bondsman came looking for a Robert Keyes, and I guess he thought Joe could fit the bill. I don't think our neighborhood is that bad, though. People keep telling me it's not and that there haven't been any problems. Although, I do think a drug dealer lives down the street on the corner. Or maybe they just smoke a lot of weed there. Whatever. We're buying a gun before Joe deploys. That's for damn sure. Oh. OH. And on base during the O days,(Organizational days they have 2-4 times a year) wives get to shoot almost ALL the stuff the soldiers in Joe's unit use. So I'm looking forward to that. Um. Because cooks use a lot of weaponry. Anyway...
And so today I'm enjoying a rainy day inside with the dog. Little Dex is passed out on his bed by my feet. I gotta go to the store later to pick up some stuff for chili. Joe's company is having a chili cook off tomorrow, which the GUYS are supposed to cook for the WIVES. However, the various divisions within the company have decided to make it a competition, and in doing so, it was realized that many of the dudes can't cook, thus I was recruited to cook a batch for them. I think I'm just going to make it unbearably hot to test all the guys' egos. 'Hey, Sgt, why are you crying?' Hahaha. That goes down at lunch tomorrow, and then I think Joe may be off afterward. Woohoo. Almost the weekend again! Hopefully we'll look for dining furniture more seriously. Because as I told Joe, if we're to have Thanksgiving dinner on the coffee table, I will not be cooking it. :-D Cheers.
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Good Night!...did you wake up and type that before 5:50 AM ??????
Ari, you make me smile. I'll do better. Promise. As for whether or not I typed this before 5:50am, that's a hell no. Since I started writing in my blog when I was in Arizona, it has hung on to pacific time. In fact, I have no idea how to change it. Nah, this thing posted at 8:50am EST. :-)
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